HILL'S POINT.
Received orders for the right wing, consisting of companies K, I, F, C
and B to break camp and be ready to march at an hour's notice. At noon the
baggage was all on the wagons and we awaited orders. At 1 p. m., we were
ordered into town, and companies F, C and B went aboard the little steamer
Mystic, and companies K and I went aboard the Washington Irving, bound for
Washington on the Pamlico river.
Left Newbern at 4 p. m., and had a fine sail down the river and through
the sound, turning into the Pamlico about dark, and running up to within a few
miles of Washington, where we anchored for the night. Early the next morning,
we reached our destination. Soon after we were ordered back down the river, and
companies K and I landed at Rodman's point, four miles below town, while the
Mystic kept on and landed F, C and B at Hill's Point, three miles lower down,
relieving a New York battery company which was on duty there.
Our first business was to tote our baggage and camp equipage up the
bluff, and under a broiling sun we worked hard, at least I thought it was hard.
I carried my knapsack up and was so exhausted I thought I had better celebrate
the rest of the day. I started out to explore the surroundings, and soon my eye
rested on a board shanty at the foot of the bluff. I entered and found a noble
scion of African descent; he was running a restaurant, his whole stock
consisting of corn meal, with which he made hoe cakes for the boys on the bluff.
I inquired if he intended remaining here or going with the company we had just
relieved. He said he should stay if he met with sufficient encouragement from
the boys. I gave him a great deal of encouragement, telling him I thought he
would have right smart of business and would do well, that I would give him my
patronage and that he might commence now by making me one of his best hoecakes
for dinner. He said it would be ready in half an hour. I went out and worked
hard during that time, watching the boys get the freight up the bluff. I went
for the cake and was shown one about fifteen inches across and of good
thickness. I began mentally to size my pile, thinking I had been a little
indiscreet. I inquired the price of that monstrosity, and was told it was ten
cents. I felt relieved and handing out the dime, took the cake and went up the
bluff. Here I met Spencer and asked him if he had any meat. He replied, “just a
little." I showed him the hoe cake and said I thought we had better dine
together; he thought so, too. Getting a cup of water, we sat down on a log and
ate our Fourth of July dinner. The afternoon was used up in pitching tents and
mounting picket guard. Thus was spent the Fourth of July, 1863.
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